My Poems

By Patrick Waldroup

Cinquain Poem




and Glimmering in the twilight.


Color poem

Orange is the tree in the yard.

Orange is the dragon's flames.

Orange smells like fresh cinnamon.

Orange tastes like the sweetest of juices.

Orange sounds like wind chimes.

Orange looks like the beautiful flowers.

Orange feels like the sun's rays.

Orange makes me full of energy.

Orange is the brightest color of them all.

Personification Poem

I am fire

Dancing in flames

Leaping to grab trees

While consuming all

I am fire

Makes Me Think Of Poem

Fire makes me think of Dragons

Dragons make me think of Pteradons

Pteradons make me think of Dinosaurs

Dinosaurs make me think of History

History makes me think of Humanity

Humanity makes me think of Cavemen

Cavemen make me think of Fire

Ode Poem

Ode To Youth

There was a time when meadow, grove and stream,

The earth and every common sight,

To me did seem,

Apparelled in celestial light,

The glory and freshness of a dream.

It is now not as it has been before,

Turn wheresoever I may,

By night or by day,

The things I had once seen I now can see no more.

Limerick Poem

The owl and the clock

Tick, Tock,

Tick, Tock,

The owl said to the clock.

Who are you,

What do you do?

Tick, Tock,

Tick, Tock.

Rhyme Scheme Poem

Bid me to weep,

And I will weep,

While I have eyes to see.

And having none,

Yet I will keep,

A heart to weep for thee.